The lime green shoots
Give hope to me
But the tree stares down so disapprovingly
Forte bird song makes me wish
That the dark was here and ignorance was bliss

Night time girl, come back soon

Trip to the fridge, refill same glass
Sit back down and smoke whilst picking blades of grass
Laughter and screams with family
Thick shrubs is all that separates them from me

Come back . . .

Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna compromise
Would you believe that I am sorry?

GW